Slytherin Flags Novels & Stories

Argh. My trail of thoughts was stopped when we entered the hall. The hall has an elegant style. A red carpet was laid down in the pathway and in the end of the trail was the long table of foods. Round glass tables were scattered inside each with designated linen table cloth of different colors. In the ceiling were three giant flags. In the center was a crescent moon orbited with a gale of wind. In the left were another crescent moon and a glowing orb which was the symbol of the Llfhame. And on the right was a silver white tree, it was the sacred three Gaearandys, the symbol for the Academe. A chandelier was suspended in the air, it had the same design with the fountain at the entrance of the

Everyone there shuddered upon hearing the roars and looked over toward the voices’ direction! They suddenly could not breathe as what they saw baffled them! There were thousands of people in black Chinese jackets coming over with sabers at hand. They were the Elysium Gate disciples! The leader of the disciples was carrying a two-hundred-meter-long flag which embroidered nine golden dragons and words written in blood-red! ‘We punish evil and uphold the good to bring justice for mankind!’ The blowing wind caused the flag to wave proudly in the air! Everyone recognized the flag! It was the Elysium Gate’s Nine Dragons Justice Flag!

This followed by 2 more flags with an emblem of a flying white bird and a large black rock covered by green moss. I asked Steven about them and he explained that the flags identify the dorms for students who are pure elemental conjurers. We settled in one of the cafe’s and then he proceeded to explain things better, the dorms with the dragon flag are called House of Fire, the dorms with the swimming green turtle flag are called House of Water, the dorms with the flying white bird flag are called House of Air, and the dorms with the large black rock covered by green moss flag are called House of Earth.

Ding, ding, ding, we pull away to see Silvia standing on the stage. “Can the birthday girl please come to the stage.” Silvia says and I feel Octavia stiffen in my hold, she knows what’s coming. We walk up to the stage and our dads come through the side door attached to the stage, holing her cake; a Harry Potter themed three tier cake, the bottom layer is Green (Slytherin), dark chocolate devils’ cake, the middle layer is Blue (Ravenclaw), milk chocolate mud cake and the top layer is the Marauders map, with a silver wolf howling on the top, it’s a white chocolate and raspberry centre sponge cake. There is black frosted roses and other HP symbols positioned around it.

Golden for the birth of crown Red for bringing up the dawn Niveus for the day of rebirth Blue to bring the magic down White for when one is wilted down Scarlet when the hunt is back again Silver blades rise on victory march Love will patch our tattered hearts Smoke on the summon of spirits you choose Black coffins when endowed are buried down Happiness when the lost returns No forbearance for the illicit affairs Lapis Patera when the pure blades rise Nigros for slaughter of the demonic souls Taç for the pure and just reign.

It’s already being decorated for the summit. The lavish tapestries are being hung in the halls. Our clan emblem is a white dahlia with silhouetted lions running along a pedal on a purple banner. A full moon with three silver crescent moons surrounding it on a black flag stands for the Wolf’s Clan. A snake coiled across itself twice like an infinity-only vertical on a green banner for the Reptiles. The Fliers emblem, a feathered wing fanned out on a blue flag, acting as the sky. Finally, The Nomad’s a red banner with a sailing ship surrounded by all the points of a compass. Safe for true north, signifying they belong not to one but all.

Selene was overjoyed, and she looked up at Oskar before asking softly, "Master, this little flag is so powerful! Do you have any more?" "Haha, you're just like your father!" Oskar said, shaking his head. He then laughed. "This is one of the innate Five Element Flags, and it was also one that I came across by sheer luck from a secret realm somewhere. You'll be nearly invincible if you get a flag like this." Severin and the others pursed their lips and nodded with a smile. This Hardwood Supreme Green Flag is just one of the Five Elemental Flags, and it was considered a superior-quality spiritual treasure. Having the complete set for all five of them would make their power even greater!

They stood at the water's edge, eyes focused on the calm surface. Laylin took a deep breath and turned around so they saw her clearly. Witches clamped their mouths shut instantly. She took out her dagger and tore through a layer of her white dress as all eyes watched her keenly. Crouching down she drew the symbol of Sarang, the one on her mother’s hand with mud. She raised her hand in the air and a thick dried branch shot in her hand with her aura. Tying the makeshift flag to it, she stood up and rammed it into the ground with one hand.

Fear thick in the air, as if the world itself held its breath. Inside the marble sanctum of the Grand Hall, torches flickered with green flame, casting elongated shadows against the black-stone walls. The banners that once bore the sigil of the Queen—Destiny's gleaming soul spear crossed with the vine of wisdom—had been torn down. In their place, a crimson flag hung limp, the crest of Torrock burned into the fabric: a serpent devouring its own tail. The false symbol of unity. A lie dressed as heritage. Torrock stood behind a long obsidian desk, his gauntleted hand clenched into a fist as he struck the polished stone.

Born not only of war—but of its ending. The Pack roared. By dusk, the Hall of Howls overflowed. Tables groaned under roasted meat, spiced honeywine, and bread shaped like crescent moons. Wolves howled in unison, and witches lit skyborne fires that shimmered into constellations. Every ally who had stood with them—the Hollow Wolf rebels, the Ashridge witches, the Grove clans, even the exiled Fae smiths—gathered under a new banner: red for the blood spilled, silver for the Vale, and a central sigil of flame and fang, entwined.